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nerve, and began his analysis by cross-checking the known facts.
Al-Fulani was missing, and had been for more than a week, which seemed to lend credence to
the story. Couple that with the failed attempt on Agent 47's life, and that individual's reputation
for tenaciousness, and there was the very real possibility that the Greek was correct.
But why protect him? Especially given how annoying the shipping magnate had become.
The answer was glaringly obvious. Thorakis was into the Puissance Treize for 500 million
euros. A significant sum that might go unrecovered if the Greek was killed. And what then? the
executive wondered. Who would the partners blame? That, too, was glaringly obvious.
Besides which, there still might be a great deal of valuable information to extract from the
annoying man's brain before they decided whether or not to kill him.
“Stay where you are,” Douay ordered. “I'll send a team. A good team. They'll kill 47. Then, with
him out of the way, we'll pull you out of Sintra. The Agency will be angry, but we'll cut a deal
with them.”
“Really?” Thorakis inquired hopefully. “You can do that?”
“Of course I can,” Douay replied confidently. “Don't worry about it. Just stay where you are and
wait for my people to arrive.”
The shipping magnate was grateful, almost too grateful, and the Frenchman felt a sense of
disgust as the Greek told him where the assassin would be staying. Then the line went dead.
The next part was easy, as a two-person hunter-killer team was taken off an assignment in
Prague and redirected to Sintra.
Once that chore was out of the way, Douay had to face something more difficult. He needed to
activate the alternate identities that had been established for his wife and children, years before.
Once that was accomplished he would send them to the retreat in French Polynesia and prepare
for the reprisals that were sure to follow. Even if the Puissance Treize were able to eliminate 47
and protect Thorakis, The Agency would come looking for someone to kill. And Pierre Douay's
name would appear near the top of the list. While Legard, ironically enough, would be relatively
safe in prison!
It felt as though the sunshine had lost all of its warmth as the Frenchman stepped out onto the
terrace. The laughter sounded discordant, and the smiles looked false.
That was the moment when Douay realized how exposed the terrace was, how easy it would be
for someone to shoot Nicole from a thousand yards away, and he called to his guests.
The party was over.
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